American Comics: Multiverse of Madness.

Chapter 294 The Broken Star
wasteland universe
Spartacus planet old site
In the asteroid belt of this ancient planet, an artificial satellite space station is slowly floating in a gravitational orbit outside Spartacus.

The interior hall of the space station is very spacious. Through the transparent glass, you can directly see the outer universe and planets, especially the planet with the church symbol left on it. The surface of the ferocious planet is extremely dazzling, and there is no trace of life here anymore.

The sound of wine bottles colliding and falling to the ground was heard. Not far away, a decadent figure staggered out of the biological warehouse and came to the hall holding on to the wall.

"ho shit"

That one was an old man. It could be seen from his pale and messy hair and beard that he hadn't taken care of his appearance for a long time, but since he was the only one there, it didn't matter. .

The old man held the wine bottle and drank the last sip of the wine inside. Then his somewhat confused eyes slowly focused on the surrounding environment.

"Damn, how long have I been asleep?"

(Two months and three days since you asked me to remove the drive prompt)

The space station's automatic artificial intelligence quickly responded to his question. The system here has an advanced resolution.

Listening to the artificial intelligence's answer, the old man turned around and opened the wine cabinet. Sure enough, there was nothing in it. "Then did I tell you to keep me in cryosleep until the Moonlight Interstellar Transport Team arrives here?"

(Yes, you gave the order)
"So." The old man rubbed his temples, feeling the silent atmosphere around him. "Are they coming?"

(No)
"Then why did you wake me up?"

(You have a task)
"what?!"

The old man was stunned for a moment, his muddy brain not understanding what this artificial intelligence was talking about.

Just when he was about to curse and return to his sleeping cabin, he turned around and suddenly saw several strange-looking guys standing behind him.

The leader is a raccoon that walks upright. He seems to be a product of biological modification, and most of the parts on his body have been replaced by machinery. However, his fur is a little wilted and he looks a bit old.

Behind him, three humanoid creatures with green skin are also very old. Standing in the middle is a very strong man with red patterns imprinted on his tough skin. On both sides of him, standing There are two women, one of whom has a pair of tentacles on her head.

"My God!"

The raccoon looked at the old man and opened his mouth in surprise.

"Quil, I know you're old, but I didn't expect you to look like a facehugger now!"

When the old man heard this voice, his mind suddenly shut down. He looked at these people in disbelief. He never dreamed that one day he would be visited by these old friends.

"Peter Quill, don't you recognize us, Star-Lord?"

One of the women took two steps forward calmly and came to the old man.

"It's time to act and save the universe!"

The woman's soft drink woke up the old man, and at this moment, dusty memories came to his mind.

Countless unspeakable emotions filled his mind, and he remembered that he was the former captain of the great Guardians of the Galaxy, Star-Lord, who had saved the galaxy from danger several times.

only.
Quill hugged his head and closed his eyes in pain.

In the darkness, countless images flashed through his mind. He saw himself quitting the Guardians of the Galaxy and returning to his home planet of Spartacus. He saw himself becoming the emperor of the planet. , live a happy life with his lover and children.

At the same time, he also saw that because of his tactical mistakes, his home planet was destroyed by the church established by Galactus, and the life of the entire planet paid the price for his mistakes.

Including his family, who gave up everything he had, no one was spared
Just when Quill was immersed in grief and self-blame and couldn't extricate himself, he suddenly felt something covering his body. When he got up and took a look, he found that it was the red suit he wore in the Guardians of the Galaxy. jacket.

"You, you shouldn't have come to me." Quill stroked his worn-out uniform, as if remembering his old friend.

But the next moment, he was stabbed with a cane by Rocket Raccoon.

"Hey! What are you doing!?" "Nothing, I just want to see if you old loser is a Skrull in disguise." Rocket Raccoon sneered. "But you are definitely not a Skrull. They will not abandon their friends just to inherit some royal family."

Quill was used to Rocket's eccentricity, so he turned his head silently. "Of course I'm not a Skrull. You know the Church exterminated the Skrulls decades ago. Besides, the point is not about 'inheriting the throne'!"

"enough."

Seeing that Quill and Rocket were about to have a big fight like before, Camorra couldn't help but intervene to interrupt the argument between the two.

"Stop talking about the past, we should focus on the matters at hand. Come on Quill, join us and save the galaxy once again."

"Stop dreaming." Quil laughed at himself, sitting on the floor dejectedly, his voice trembling. "I'm no longer Star-Lord. Rocket is right. I'm just an old loser. A loser who can't even protect his own home."

"But you still have a second chance." Camorra said seriously. "The church will eventually set its sights on the earth, Quill. That is your other home. You can at least save the earth from destruction."

"Earth?"

Quill slowly opened his eyes and looked at Gamora. He suddenly thought of something and got up. ".Earth doesn't need me. There are more heroes there, the Avengers, the Fantastic Four, the X-Men. But what about when I need them?"

Quill became more and more excited as he spoke.

"Where were they when I needed their help?! And if you think about it carefully, you didn't come to help either. I have experienced so many life and death tests with you, including the annihilation of the insect swarm, the cosmic coup, and the damn Infinity War, But what about you!"

"When my family lost their lives, where were you?"

"family?"

Rocket Raccoon sighed quietly.

"Yes, family, Quill. Then when your other family members needed you, when Groot needed you, where were you?"

"Groot"

Quill raised his head suddenly, and he realized that among his old friends, the only one missing was Groot, the tree man who was silly but very safe at critical moments.

As if all the strength in his body had been drained, Quill slumped to the ground helplessly. He could no longer accept that his friends had left, and he could not accept that both of his families had left him.

"Okay." Quil turned his head weakly and looked at Gamora. "what should we do?"

Seeing that Quill has regained his composure, regardless of whether he really has the intention to fight now, Camorra believes that this will be a good start.

"Listen to you, Captain."

"Then we'd better go to Earth and inform the heroes there about the threat to the church. I hope that after so many years, I can still see a few familiar people."

Quill stood up, put on his battle uniform, and at the same time, picked up the dusty elemental gun.

"By the way, how did you get here?"

"Want to see another old friend of yours?" Rocket Raccoon grinned.

Following the direction of the rocket, Quill quickly came to the window of the space station and saw the dilapidated spacecraft with severe paint peeling.

"Milano."

Staring at the mighty yellow battleship, Quilton suddenly burst into tears.

It was his favorite car and the main battleship of the Guardians of the Galaxy. That spaceship carried countless wonderful stories and also held his unforgettable happy memories.

(End of this chapter)